SAVIOR
The Chasing of Mbah Jena

"Thank you, Master..." After saluting Gus Mukhlas, Asrul began to take one side dish after another with a spoon.

The two did not say a word while eating.

Every night, Gus Mukhlas would start coughing lightly.

Asrul looked at him anxiously but Gus Mukhlas said that he was okay, even though Asrul realized Gus Mukhlas' condition was so serious. As a result of injuries from match training in his youth, Gus Mukhlas suffered internal injuries that were difficult to heal.

Asrul can clearly remember the condition of Gus Mukhlas that continues to deteriorate, ten years from now Gus Mukhlas will no longer be able to rise from bed and eventually die two years later.

"This time I won't let Master have the same fate..." Asrul was determined in his heart, with the knowledge he had from his previous life it was not impossible to cure Gus Mukhlas' condition.

After dinner Gus Mukhlas sat cross-legged on his bed to do breathing training while Asrul asked permission to go look around. Gus Mukhlas is used to seeing Asrul who only sleeps a few hours every day. Asrul said it was one of his habits a long time ago.

Earlier when Asrul saw the Kenten Garden Inn was not crowded with visitors, he breathed a sigh of relief because he thought the events that took place in his previous life might not happen tonight, that's why Asrul can eat well.

It was just that after dinner, Asrul's feelings became uncomfortable. Even though it was dark but it could be said that it was still late at night and the possibility of something happening was still great. That's why Asrul went down to the ground floor to observe the situation.

The ground floor of the Kenten Park Inn looks like a tavern, there are several tables and chairs to sit down to enjoy the dishes. Asrul then finds one of the previously empty tables now filled with a man who looks to be in his 60s with a long beard..

The long-bearded man was not alone but with a 19-year-old girl who was fainting.

"Can you call me a healer?" The long-bearded man did not care whether in this inn could help find a healer or not, because this inn was the only place for him and the girl to stop by.

The servant could not obey the long-bearded man, and was about to tell him to go somewhere else to look for a healer. But seeing the stature of the man who was so fierce, made him not dare to do so.

Asrul walked over to the long-bearded man. The long-bearded man seemed to know Asrul.

"Kisanak, is your name Asrul?" The long-bearded man seemed to be surprised by Asrul's presence. As far as the long-bearded man is concerned, Asrul has been caught by residents when the long-bearded man disappears from the residents' pursuit.

Asrul did not answer him but rather approached the girl and gave her a longevity pill. Now Asrul realizes that he is living a second life. So Asrul follows the flow of people who know him.

The long-bearded man was astonished to see Asrul take out a longevity pill, because as knowledgeable as the long-bearded man, only he could make that pill.

The long-bearded man was confused as to what to react to but he thanked Asrul. The man wished that the young man before him was not the Asrul he knew.

"Grandfather, this girl seems to be traumatized, preferably immediately taken to the hospital." Asrul explained before looking at the waiter next to him, "Are you guys able to provide a vehicle to take this girl to the hospital? Please ask her for help to drive her to the hospital." The waiter was shocked by Asrul's question, but he immediately pulled the car out of the garage. Not long after the waiter in question came and did not mind taking the girl with her grandfather to the hospital.

"Smart young man, thank you for helping grandfather..." The man then looked at Asrul and thought if this was Asrul, why did he not seem to know me?. "What's your name?"

"Grandfather, my name is Asrul."

The man thought that it was quite a coincidence that Asrul was able to hide his identity. It can hide Asrul from the pursuit of the knights. Grandpa's name is..."

"Change Jena! We're coming for your head!" Not yet finished the long-bearded man spoke, someone kicked at the door of the inn and called out loudly. The long-bearded man's face turned wrathful.

"Change Jena! you think you can get away with spreading perverted understanding?!"

A group of people entered the inn, their number was almost twenty people and everyone carried weapons such as wood, cleaver and axe. All of them let go of the emotional desire to judge Mbah Jena .

The innkeeper became so frightened while Asrul looked calm. The long-bearded man realized Asrul's calmness and was quite impressed.

"Bah Jena? Has Mbah Jena managed to survive the pursuit of the citizens?" When hearing the people entering the inn calling the long-bearded man as Mbah Jena, Asrul thought that it was better this way. "Bah Jena thinks that I have lost my memory or that I am another Asrul. It'll hide my identity."

One thing Asrul understood was the incident that befell this inn in his previous life with regards to this Mbah Jena. What made Asrul still able to calm down was that he could judge the dozens of people who entered this inn did not have high silat science and was not a match for Gus Mukhlas.

"My previous worries seemed to be unfounded." inner Asrul while shaking his head slowly.

"Asrul, can grandfather ask for your help?"

The waiter who had been waiting for them to leave for the hospital, had already run out waiting in front of the inn. Asrul understood the help the long-bearded man wanted was to take the girl away to the car.

Asrul carried the girl behind his back, before moving away from the place that would soon become the battlefield.

The smile on Mbah Jena's face disappeared and he released his powerful spiritual aura from his body, making it difficult for people who felt him to breathe.

"You've come here, you don't have to think about going home again!."

Mbah Jena raised his hand and looked at the armed entourage before him. Those who had previously let go of the killer's air were now daunted, realizing they were no match for Mbah Jena despite winning in numbers.

The men cursed Mbah Jena in their hearts, as far as they knew Mbah Jena was traveling carrying a wounded girl who would certainly make it difficult to fight with the enemy in large numbers. It is unexpected that someone is willing to help Mbah Jena take the girl away.

"Take the girl from the young man! Mbah Jena's weakness was the girl." One of the people whispered to the other.